Paths of Legend - Tragedy at Silvergard

[Helfdan]

"Agreed. Let us see what is involved in joining this guild, then."
Valen did not doubt that the mission the doorguard spoke of would be difficult, as even William and Estelle, who lived in the city, knew little of the guild. He then addressed the rest of the impromptu company.

"The druid and I mean to find out exactly what is involved in joining this Adventurer's Guild. Meseems within such a group there may be someone who can help with our mystery. I hope you do not think us rude if we do not tarry here too long."

It may be dim, but I have sign to follow... His thoughts were momentarily distracted as he saw the tall woman at the bar. Who knew these southern ladies were so striking...

 

[crazy_monkey1956]

Corath...

The bartender looks at Corath as if she's lost her mind, "I'll only need one of those, lass." He plucks one from her outstretched palm and raises an eyebrow, "Some cold hands you got there." A minute later and he returns with her glass.

 

[shadowmask]

Corath shrugs and pockets her change. She frowns slightly in thought. He seemed surprised at how much I had. I must pay closer attention to commerce and such things, or I will find myself having to explain more than I care to...or can. Looking to Alaric, "Where shall we sit?"

At that moment, Corath notices Iphithis approaching. He is a link to the Adventurers' Guild. I wonder what he's doing here, and why he seems so interested in that group at the first table. She watches his interaction with Alaric closely, determined to find out more.

 

[Arkhandus]

Alaric turns when Iphithis addresses him, a bit surprised to see the fellow at first. "Oh, I thought you'd be busy for a while, Iphithis. Or spend more time poking fun at Entan's wrinkles and aged bones." he smirks a little, then continues "Well, I'll pick up his materials soon and all, but I think Master Entan can wait a while longer for my stomach to fill itself."

"Ah, the lady is Corath, I met her this morning while out on Entan's errands. She's interested in adventuring it seems, and I do plan to get out from under Entan's gnarled old hands at some point soon, fate permitting." He adds with a grin.

"Oh, and those folks you're glancing at were apparently in some kind of commotion at the gate, I dunno. Unusual aren't they?"

 

[crazy_monkey1956]

Alaric and Corath...

Iphithis smiles, suggesting an "I know something you don't know" demeanor, "What would you say if I told you that I've arranged for the rest of your debt to Entan to be paid?" He pulls an Adventurer's Guild signet ring out of his pocket and starts deftly twirling it about in his hand.

 

[Amaury]

Johen nodded to Valen's comments but said nothing, waiting for the others to reply.

He briefly noticed Alaric and Corath entering the inn but didn't pay much attention to them.
However he then spotted the half-elf coming in as well to join the couple. He could see that
the man had elven heritage. That was good news: there might be elven people in town who
could be potential allies in his quest...

He noticed that the half-elf was staring at the group and not only at the centaur, which was
what most people would do.

When the half-elf's eyes met his, he nodded slowly and smiled at him...


[sblock=DM]ENWorld was out most of the day..
Rolled to check whether Johen spotted the half-elf staring at us. Made a 20! What do I notice on him?
spot half-elf staring at us (1d20+7=27)[/sblock]

 

[crazy_monkey1956]

Johen...

OOC: You may want to revise your post to Valen, instead of Helfdan. Description of Iphithis for the hawk-eyed: Half-elven male about 5'4 or so, lean and muscular, with gold-tinged blond hair and dark blue, almost violet eyes. He wears a mithral shirt and carries two short swords on his hips. His attire is mostly dark greens and browns, with a green, hooded cloak. Valen will recall that earlier that morning he was also carrying a composite longbow and a quiver of arrows, as well as a modest pack, when he first arrived at the gate, but those are gone now. He carries himself with a relaxed arrogance that seems to imply that he is ready for any eventuality and already two steps ahead of whatever may be happening around him. Johen's keen eyes can make out what may be a brooch or pin of some sort on his vest, but the details of the item are obscured. He also wears a signet ring with a symbol identical to the one he is currently twirling about in his hand (the Adventurer's Guild insignia). On the opposite hand are two other rings, one a signet ring with an elven family symbol of some sort, the other a simple band of silver.

 

[Voda Vosa]

"Ya' can count with Muzdum any time ya' want pall. But first Ah need to fix my friends shoes ya' know?" the dwarf says, smiling to Aohand

 

[ethandrew]

Estelle grins heartily after downing her second glass of Dark Stout before moving onto her third, obviously very much affected by its contents, "You mean to leave town as soon as you get in? That's silly! It's too bad the gamblin' aint open otherwise I'd win all our guide fees, like real fast, blink of an eye!" She slurs a word here and there, mostly using her hands to talk animatedly. "Mysteries are fun! I wanna join!"

[sblock=OOC]Just like a true teenager, too much alcohol, not enough food. She's bought 3 Dark Stouts and that's it![/sblock]

 

[Jemal]

William follows quietly along with the conversation, trying to get a feel for his(hopefully) new companions, when he notices the group at the bar. William eyes them intently, his brow slightly furrowed as he sips his second drink of Dark Stout. Leaning over to Estelle, he speaks in a soft tone "I don't believe in coincedences.. especially not... Are you drunk?"

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And William doesn't live in the city. He just got into town a few days ago.
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